A while back, when I took a trip to Montana, I posted on Facebook how important it is to tell your family that you love them. My friend Eli turned it into a speech and convinced me to tell my friends, too. Usually it goes unspoken, or said in passing, but I take one of my friends for granted, and I had a very hard conversation with her earlier this week that could’ve changed the course of our friendship. But, you see, Glo is better than that, and so this post is dedicated to her.
This is my friend, Gloria. She’s going to be a mom soon, and her life is probably flipping up side down. She’s so very excited, and I can’t be happier for her and her husband.
Me and Gloria have been friends since high school. Back then, I was friends with her now-husband, Mike, and so Gloria and I were in the same circles. Mike and I were dirty minded dorks, but I always just remember Glo being sweet and funny. She was never the type to get into any trouble.
She’s still not. We used to be roommates, and at the time, I think I underestimated how good of a friend she was. It took a few impromptu parties, many walks to the gas station, getting snowed in, and watching lots of “So You Think You Can Dance” before I understood that she’s a keeper. I made a lot of happy memories when me and Jeff lived with Gloria and Mike.
Somewhere along the line, she decided that I was a keeper too. She shares her life with me, the good news and the bad. She comes over for game nights and invites us out to her place, too. She’s kind, generous, loyal, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen her angry. We don’t always see eye to eye, but she puts up with me and my over-the-top-ness without ever making me feel bad. I don’t know if I can say the same for her.
I’m judgmental sometimes, and opinionated, and I think Gloria has suffered through those qualities of mine. She must see something more to me than my flaws, and I can’t thank her enough for it. When I didn’t have any friends in the world, I still had her.
I’ve been trying to be a better friend over the past few years, and I hope she knows that I don’t mean to take her for granted, and that I won’t any more.
Gloria, you’re a great friend, with so much patience. I am lucky to know you, and I hope that never changes. Thank you for being you.